3.13.2009

the need to greet the teller

my husband and i discussed possibly robbing a bank. (in jest for all you government douches reading my blog.) we decided we were definitely gonna dress up..i was thinking a spandex cat suit with a batgirl eye mask. we noted that if we DID ever rob a bank, he would definitely have to be on his knees because he’s six foot four and we need to be anonymous.

we took into account various disguises..

..nuns

..presidential masks like point break (played out)

and

..muslim extremists

i just have to giggle, were so clumsy it would never work :oD

3.04.2009

rambunctious sex scenes?..

am I the only one that really wasn’t impressed by the Reader? When it was all said and done, I just didn’t feel it was that big of a deal. The movie was portrayed much more dramatic then I felt it should be, AND I really wasn’t all that amazed by Kate Winslet’s performance either. I didn’t feel any connection with her character, it was so bland. She barely spoke any words during the first half of the film, and I don’t believe Kate Winslet is the type of actress good enough to convey emotion without really saying anything. All I could think of was ”Kate Winslet talking with a pseudo German accent with hint of a Swedish dialect” or ”Kate Winslet..wow her boobs really changed since Titanic.” and ”Wow Kate Winslet without much makeup on.” She doesn’t show me fire, I need more from her. But I respect her..I guess. But this whole thing with the ”greatest actress of our time” media spell doesn’t really fool me. I’ve experienced better. But I look forward to watching Revolutionary Road. Maybe that’ll change my opinion of her? I mean, in all honestly she makes really good sex scenes if that counts for anything…

3.01.2009

eternal winter

…or so it seems. So i asked my husband when, oh when does it just begin to show a hint of spring in Iceland, and he just gave me that look and smiled. He said ”well, basically we have nine months of winter” and a good summer (which means sun, clear skies, little to no rain) is not even a given for the remaining three months out of the year. So as I look outside the window and bid everyone a happy march..I realize that there is STILL snow on the ground, and winter has shown no sign of even potentially stopping.

Deep down inside I really don’t mind. A couple days ago my husband had a reunion with one of his friends that he hadn’t seen in a few years. We decided to go for a drive through the winding roads up the hillside and blow smoke. He had actually been to a few cities in the United States, one of those being Orlando. They decided to skip going to Miami because his fiancee was pregnant and sick and, they didn’t feel the drive would be best. I congratulated them on such a well made decision. Then I described the Miami heat as if someone had locked you into a sauna for twenty four hours, without food. That seemed to get the point across :o) and make him laugh so that’s all that matters. (no the representation I give Miami to Icelandic people does not matter) I speak the truth!

So the weather change I’ve experienced really doesn’t bother me. Besides, I have just figured out how to layer properly. Everytime I would go outside, I figured I had enough to keep me warm but I’d always end up being a little cold. So here’s what I do now.. I wear a shirt of course, throw on a hoodie, put on my icelandic wool lopapeysa,following a jacket. I remember just two days ago when I first tried that combination. My husband and I were walking outside and 10 minutes later I say to myself, ”I’m not cold!!” It was the turning point.

Spring officially beings somewhere around the end of march I believe. Maybe I’m speaking to early when I refer to Iceland and the eternal winter. I guess we’ll see. I always happen to have a weird effect on weather anyways. Last summer in Iceland it was unusually the hot. The winter before that when I visited, it was unusually cold.

So much for that, it’s snowing outside.

2.02.2009

i don’t know what’s worst. when i was living in LA, the neighbors above me would blast the mexican music with the insane accordian playing nearly everyday. and just to be clear, i have nothing against mexican accordian music, i love it all when the time and place is right-except at my apartment during nearly all hours of the day. and now, at this very moment the next door neighbors are blasting beyonce-if i were a boy. as if that was a good song?

i think i’ve done a fantastic job of managing to avoid it for so long. well that actually goes for all of beyonce’s music.

1.28.2009

so i just want to take the time out to express my humble gratitude to the beloved company of print and paper manufacturing HP. Now that I am a customer, I can only hope for the improvement of the quality of my life, and the happiness of many others.

i needed to print something last night, and because the printer was something we never used, it was still sitting in it’s box. still wrapped with styrofoam. printers aren’t rocket science, and it was fairly easy to set up.

oh but just one problem. HP was nice enough to include

* the actual printer
* the plug to connect into the wall
* and the cord to connect into the plug that connects into the wall

and that was fine. now the printer was just able to turn on, but thanks to HP’s searing kindness, they don’t include the USB cord to connect the printer, to the computer.

it took me about five minutes to figure that out, because of the choice of languaged the manuels were in. i appreciate HP giving me three, but what the hell.. these languages were like nothing i have ever seen before. i don’t even know what country they’re from! only then..do i find out..that the usb cord..is not included.

what good does that do me HP?? thanks for selling me a big ol box with a printer and a plug to the wall. yeah who needs the usb. that’s definitely not important.

12.12.2008

''my first wife was 'tarded, yeah she's a pilot now.''

i had a great time yesterday with tilly and david and samantha. OF COURSE i forgot to bring my camera, i was so pissed. the night could have been documented better because i tell such shitty stories. but anyways we decided to chill out and drink a little parrot bay with sour gummy worms as an added garnish. classy i know.. then we decided to watch the day the earth stood still with keanu reeves. i can’t tell you if it was really good or not because i actually missed half of the movie taking a piss all the time. but it was cool..no complaints. next we decided to hit up VAGABOND the ultimate playground for pretentious hipsters. and boy were they ever.

but whatever because they were serving up dollar colt 45’s. so we took advantage. how awesome is it that celia was partying with her bass pro shop uniform still on :o) the music was alright, they were playing alot of shoegaze 80’s pop which is alright with me. anything but “reggaeton”. but celia and sam were cool, it’s hard to connect instantly with people you don’t really know. if you do happen to connect, it makes for a good night.

.insert party pictures here.

ugh..i can’t believe i forgot my camera. AND right after i told myself “bring your camera everywhere you go.”

i’m such a tard sometimes.

11.04.2008

election day

and i voted for BARACK OBAMA.

10.23.2008

elitists strike again

some things happen throughout the course of my life that is so moronic, i just can't muster up any capability to even blog about it. the past..month has been those days. today in acting class, our teacher failed to show up today because she had to pick up her kids (and in all honestly, i'm ok with that) so the elitist duo of the class decided to take matters into their own hands and have everyone perform the scheduled five minute plays that were due today. they both had the nerve to viciously critique everyone from their posture, to their voice projection, lines, and everything else you could possibly critique on. and the rest of the class seemed to be a little annoyed at their disrespect and pseudoauthoritarian demeanor. in other words (umm who the hell put you guys in charge?) of course when elitist 1 performed her act (and not without flubs) and gets critiqued on, naturally elitists 2 offsets what everyone else is saying and goes "whatever you guys, i think it was great. i just thought it was great." with a smug look.

of course when i went up they hardly had a thing to say, and within well reason. i happened to know my lines by heart while those two bitches were still reading off the paper. funny how they believe just how blessed they are with there god given talent in acting. interesting how they feel the imminent need to talk down to others in acting I since they happened to FAIL THE COURSE last year.

10.22.2008

sargent


portrait

1881

10.01.2008

transcendent and amnesic

this is my newest creation, but i need to think of a beginning stanza to link it all together..

with a sight such as this
its beauty must be uncharted
with a glance to his closed palms
a map rests silenced

with faces freckled
and sunlight gracing bright eyes
she tightens her laces
and jumps in puddles in her father's old boots

who knew what was there
it was scarce to their eyes
but they were quick to mellow with a slow song
earth had strung a mighty chorus
with landscapes to mirror dimensions of sound

.streams
.serpentining fjords
.rattle to sleep
.open canvas

i'd like to add those elements